One of my favorite things about the holidays is just how worry-free it is this year. We decided to stay in New York instead of traveling home to California. The idea of being on a plane full of fighting parents and screaming children seemed like torture. And the $800+ airfare costs on Thanksgiving just seemed to add to it.
This is my first Thanksgiving in NYC. I slept in till 10am this morning in my Brooklinen sheets. Took my two dogs for a walk. Ordered breakfast off of Seamless and made a latte. It's amazing how much sleep can affect one's mood. I feel great.
Day off from work
This is very likely related to being able to sleep in today. Not having to worry about work today puts me in an amazing mood. No emails to check. No phones to answer. I'm unplugged. Today I get to focus on those that I love and my passion. All while in doing it in my jammies. I'm definitely looking forward to game night tonight!
Binge watching Jessica Jones
If you haven't started watching it on Netflix yet, drop whatever you're doing and get started. No one plays a witty, no fucks given character better than Krysten Ritter. She's amazing as Marvel's comic book character Jessica Jones. Truth be told, the whole cast is terrific. My theory is that Jessica Jones is trying to get Kilgrave merely for his bad fashion sense of wearing a purple suit. You'll just have to watch and form your own opinions.
My favorite quote from the show... "What doesn't kill us makes us stranger."
Cooking for a tiny army
While most nights we rush through cooking dinner, Thanksgiving is the one day we go the extra mile to have a nice meal. We spend hours in the kitchen making a dinner fit for royalty. We indulge ourselves with dessert and eggnog. And when the day is all done, we get to repeat it throughout the weekend with leftovers.
Hanging With My Sidekick
Napoleon is my little sidekick. Three years ago, I bought him as an 8 week old puppy. It was pretty much a rescue situation, where the breeder left him without medical attention despite an injured tail. They didn't even bother to wash it off or try to wrap it to prevent infection. They saw him as inventory -- damaged goods. He was the last of the litter because of the injury. They never got him his shots despite advertising that he had them. It felt like a gamble and one that most people would have thought twice about. I took him home and straight to the vet. To no one's surprise, the vet determined he was very sick. Thankfully due to modern medicine, he turned out just fine.
When I got him that day, I never could have imagined the journey that I was in for. He brought me to my fiance, who also had a dog named Parker. I named him Napoleon because he was my little man that wanted to rule the world. He was and still is my little soldier. And I am his Louis-Alexandre Berthier.
What are the best things about your Thanksgiving?